Chapter 36. Told you it'd update soon. Better than letting you wait for another year, right? lol. I'm really looking forward to season 4 of Arrow. After SDCC we know there's going to be a lot of OLICITY and I couldn't be more grateful.

I'm also very grateful for the fact that you guys kept reading this fanfiction. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. But I'm sad to inform you.. this is going to be the very last chapter.

So thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I was going to make this like a 10 chapter kinda fanfic and now I'm ending it with 36. 36 chapters written with love for you guys :)

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"No.." A whisper escaped her lips. "NO. STOP!" A scream this time.

Oliver immediately opened his eyes and rushed himself toward Felicity. She was trembling and kicking, screaming for help. He tried pinning her to the bed by grabbing one of her arms, but she violently pushed him away.

"Felicity!" He screamed, but she didn't open her eyes.

Out of nowhere she started crying, tears rolled down her cheeks. Words he couldn't place came out of her mouth. He brushed one hand across her forehead and tried pinning one of her arms with his other again, this time with success. Her chest was going up and down in such a rush he was afraid her heart was going to fail on her. Then she started gasping for air and choking sounds made it clear she really needed oxygen.

Oliver looked at the other side of the hospital bed, the remote to call the nurse was located there. He pushed himself away from the bed and stumbled toward the remote. He grabbed it and clicked the button numerous times in the hope it'd be clear to the nurses it was urgent.

She started coughing. But in between her coughs he could hear his name being called. "Oliver." She said in such pain. He looked up at her and placed himself on the side of the bed, grabbing one of her hands.

"I'm here. I'm here, don't worry." He whispered to her.

She started kicking again and pulled her hands out of his. A doctor and two nurses ran into the room.

"Mr. Queen, please back off!" One of the nurses said as she escorted him toward his seat. She was blocking his view and he tried looking behind her, only to see the other nurse rolling up Felicity's sleeve and the doctor sticking a gigantic needle in her arm.

Within seconds, Felicity's body went completely still. Oliver wanted to walk up to her, but the nurse was still blocking his way.

"One moment, Mr. Queen. Please, sit down." She insisted.

Oliver looked at her with frustration but sat down anyway. As he sat down he saw Diggle standing in the hallway, looking through the window. Diggle looked with concern, but seemed calm. Oliver focused on Felicity again. The doctor was doing all sorts of things, checking her pulse, breathing etc. but all he wanted to know was if she was doing okay.

Minutes went by and eventually the doctor turned to him and said.

"It's the second time this has occurred, it will happen more often. Though she has lost some of her memory, they will haunt her in her sleep. If this happens again, call the nurse, she'll inject Miss Smoak with something that will calm her down. But don't worry Mr. Queen, she's absolutely fine, althought I find it a mystery she actually came out of her coma. Miracles happen, she is the perfect example." The doctor nodded with a genuine smile, Oliver nodded back before the doctor turned around and was headed out with the nurses following him.

Diggle stepped into the room.

"You knew she had this before?" Oliver asked.

"Yes, Lyla told me. She was there when Felicity had this attack the first time."

Oliver let out a sigh. "I literally thought I was going to lose her again and all she was having was nightmares." Oliver said with a light chuckle. Diggle laughed at that.

It felt good to light up the space. Oliver had missed that. Both men had missed that.

"How is Lyla doing?" Oliver asked.

"She's doing pretty well actually, she's allowed to leave the hospital tonight. She's with the doctor right now, doing some tests."

"Shouldn't you be with her right now then?"

Diggle grinned. "She's tougher than I am when it comes to this whole pregnancy stuff. She told me I freak her out. So it's better I'm not there right now to bombard the doctor with questions. But you know, I can't help but be over-concerned."

"You're going to be a great father, Diggle." Oliver said with a grin as he leaned in for a hug.

"Thank you, Oliver." Diggle said as he patted his friend on the back. "So.. you're still not going to tell her how you feel?" Diggle released himself from the brotherly hug and looked at Oliver quizzically.

Oliver rolled up his sleeve as a reaction to that, because he really didn't know what to say, not because he didn't want to have another Felicity conversation with his best friend, but because he really didn't know what to do. He kept telling himself that not opening up to her was going to keep her safe and let her be happy, but his heart was exploding, he wasn't happy.

"Feel about what..?" A soft voice spoke.

Both men turned to Felicity who'd woken up to the sound of them talking.

Oliver bit his lip. Looking at her hurt, but he managed to get a smile on his face anyway.

"Hey Felicity." Diggle said in a whisper as he walked up to her and kissed her cheek. "We didn't wake you up did we?"

"Hi John." Felicity said with a smile. "And.. a little, but I'm glad to be awake though." She murmured the last bit.

"How are you feeling?" Diggle asked as he brushed a hair out of her face.

"I'm.. okay." She answered hesitantly. "I just.. I don't know. My head is a little throbbing.."

Diggle nodded in understanding. Then she turned toward Oliver.

"What were you two talking about?"

Oliver looked at her. Her eyes were bright, her skin was glowing and she had a little blush on her cheeks. Her hair was a little messy, but Oliver loved seeing that. It made her look human, not that she wasn't, but you know, his life wasn't as ordinary as any other life and it was just nice seeing something, someone, so close to humanity that it made him feel like.. home. If that made any sense. He shrugged.

"I'll leave you two alone." Diggle said as he looked at the expression Felicity was giving Oliver. She was ready to get some answers and he didn't want to come in between them.

"No please stay. Just enlighten me." Felicity said, turning toward her friend.

"I think it's best if Oliver.. explains." Diggle replied. He leaned in to give her another kiss on the cheek, then walked over to Oliver, grabbed his shouder, squeezed it and left the room.

"Well..?" Felicity slowly asked as she tried sitting up.

Oliver immediately walked up to her, grabbed the pillow and placed it behind her back, then he grabbed her arm and helped her up.

Felicity sighed after realizing she wasn't going to get her question answered and so she started talking herself.

"I was having a nightmare." She said as she looked down at her hands. "I was in room. But there were no walls surrounding me, just glass. The room looked huge, but in fact it wasn't. There was a speaker telling me awful things and I couldn't leave the room. I felt like I was going crazy. I felt like being brainwashed." She stopped herself. Oliver partly opened his mouth to tell her it was just a nightmare, but he'd be lying. He sat down on the bed and grabbed her hand. She watched as he did and continued. "Then I see me.. hurting Diggle. Hurting you. In my head, I'm screaming no. But my body is doing everything but stopping." Another pause. "And then you guys vanish.. and suddenly I get shot by.. lieutenant Lance.. and the pain.. the pain.. it's real."

She looked up, tears were filling her eyes. "It wasn't just a nightmare.. was it?"

Oliver didn't know how to answer, but not answering was actually the answer.

"What happened to me?" She whispered with disgust as she squeezed his hand.

Oliver hadn't been prepared for this conversation as he'd been told she lost her memory. Which she had, but she was smart enough to connect the dots between her nightmares and his facial expression right now. He licked his bottom lip and started talking about the fact that she was kidnapped by Grayson to hurt him. That she was then brainwashed to hurt him even more and that to protect his daughter, Lance had to shoot her. He told her about the devastation at the hospital in Starling City and the chip in her neck, triggering her back to life. He kept most of the details out, trying to spare her, though he was going to tell those details someday, but just not today.

"What happened to Grayson?" She asked with a weak voice.

"A.R.G.U.S. killed him right in front of me. They killed him just before Lyla could get the chip out of you." Oliver said, sounding wrecked.

"You thought you were going to lose me.. again." Felicity stated.

Oliver didn't react to that. He didn't want to feel vulnerable when she was in a vulnerable state.

"Like the world is trying to torture you for good by taking me away." She spoke softly, looking into his eyes.

They sat there for a moment, before realization hit Oliver.

"You heard me talking.." He slowly said. "In your coma.."

She slightly nods. "I guess. I wasn't sure if it were true. If I weren't dreaming.. but I guess I wasn't"

Oliver's mind went miles per hour, trying to figure out what it was he had said. He basically confessed his love to her.. but he had said so much.. how could she have remembered all of that.

"Never regret involving me in all of this Oliver. You know what I've told you before.. I could have been a cocktail waitress for all I know. Unhappy. But I'm happy now." A pause. "That may didn't seem that way when I tried to harm you.." She let out with a chuckle. Oliver grinned at that.

They looked at each other for awhile before she broke the silence. "Show me." She suddenly whispered.

Oliver stopped breathing for a second, his eyes widened in surprise as he remembered the last thing he had said to her. -"Remember when I said I loved you. Well.. I shouldn't have said that. I should have just showed you. I should have just kissed you.."-

Felicity was looking at him with anticipation. He was drowning in her beautiful eyes, trying to figure out if she meant what she meant.. or if she was suggesting something else, but by the way she kept staring.. he knew.

"Felicity.." He whispered in desire as he cupped her face and leaned in.

He waited a second before he fully leaned in and kissed her. Her soft lips were stroking his and then they partly opened. She answered his needs. He answered hers. A tingling feeling of guilt filled him. Guilt that he'd waited so long, that she'd waited so long for this moment. Then happiness took over and he started kissing her more passionately. More intense. Their tongues were fighting for more, lust was taking over now. He tangled his hand in her hair and still cupped her face with the other. She gently sucked his bottom lip, he softly groaned then brushed his lips against her and pulled away, leaving his forehead against hers. Excitement was running through his veins. Felicity was trying to catch her breath. He noticed. For a moment he'd forgotten in what kind of shape she was in, after all, they were in a hospital.

"I'm sorry." He said as he leaned back with shame written over his face.

But she was smiling. She shook her head slightly. "Don't be." She replied firmly.

Then they both smiled. Nothing else had to be said, just the motion of the act was enough.

"Welcome home." Oliver said as he opened the door to her apartment and let her walk in.

She took in her surroundings, let out a big sigh in relieve turned to Oliver and smiled.

"I really need a Big Belly Burger after all that hospital food." She explained, throwing her hands slightly in the air.

"I'll get you that." He promised.

Felicity smiled, lovingly into his eyes. She'd been in the hospital for 2 more weeks and Oliver'd been by her side the entire time. Her nightmares still occured, but he was her remedy. He kept her calm. She couldn't have been more grateful. She knew everything now too, day by day Oliver had told her the full story with details and all and she was glad he had. In all of his surprise, it didn't take away the innocence she'd been holding. She was still the same.

"I should take a quick shower." She said abruptly. "You can watch some TV or something.. maybe.. hockey wives." She winked as soon as she said that. His face lit up. She smirked, turned around and walked into her bedroom.

Oliver walked to the television, turned it on and zapped to Hockey Wives, then he walked over to the kitchen. He searched in the cabinets for two mugs, found them and placed them in the coffee maker. It took a while for the coffee maker to work, but to his delight it worked eventually.

He leaned against the kitchen counter and waited for the mugs to be fully filled. Felicity was showering as he could hear the water running. Then it stopped. She was done.

Her bedroom door was slightly open. He could see the bathroom door being opened and steam escaped the room. Then she walked out, a towel wrapped around her fragile body. Her hair was dripping and sticking against her back. Then she turned toward him, catching his stare. His eyes widened in embarrassment, but nonetheless he started walking toward her bedroom. His heart was beating. She was standing there, holding up the only thing covering her. He took a step closer and so did she.

He placed a hand on her shoulder and trailed it down her arm until he reached her hand that was firmly holding the towel together. With his other hand he brushed a lock of hair out of her eye. After that, he kissed her on the temple. She was biting her bottom lip.

"Please.." She whispered. But it wasn't a plead for him to stop.

He softly moved her hand away from the towel. It dropped to the floor. He took her in. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined. Lust was moving its way through his veins again. He pushed her gently onto the bed and placed himself on top of her. He started kissing her, violently. Moans escaped her mouth. She trailed her hand down his chest to the bottom of his shirt and took it off. Then she unbuckled his belt and he took of his pants. Her warm wet body was sticking against his. She wrapped her legs around him.

"Are you sure?" He said through his heavy breathing.

She didn't reply but pulled him in for another passionate kiss. Then she grabbed the blanket and with one smooth gesture, covered them up.

They were feeling each other, touching each other. Both remarkably sure of their doing as they knew that this was it. Running away from their feelings now, wasn't an option anymore.

And so the more they touched and kissed in desire, the more their bodies tangled to the moment they would be getting even closer together than they'd ever been before.

THE ABSOLUTE END.

Remember the act Stephen and Emily did with the domestic Olicity thingy at SDCC with the towel and the hockey wives. Yep, I kinda threw it in here.

Thank you all again so much for following this fanfiction. Hope you liked the ending.

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(Arrow Season 4.. here we come!)